I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

This year’s Zuowangguan can be said to have had double happiness.

Zhao Zhijing and his disciples stayed up together as usual. Li Wan'er felt everything in the temple and gradually began to understand why Lu Qingdu had to come back even though he was thousands of miles away.

After the New Year's Eve, Zhao Zhijing kept his promise and quickly chose the sixth day of the first lunar month to get Lu Qingdu and his wife married.

When Lu Qingdu took out all the things needed for the wedding from the bag he brought back, his fellow disciples realized that he had known that the master would definitely agree.

"Second Brother is very wise."

"Well, I didn't realize he had so many ideas before."

Yang Guo discussed quietly with his fellow brothers.

On the sixth day, Zhao Zhijing personally presided over the wedding. Lu Qingdu pulled Li Wan'er to kneel in front of the master and was reluctant to get up for a long time.

The fellow apprentices drank the wedding wine together and sincerely wished the newlyweds a long and happy marriage.

Later, due to many inconveniences in the temple, Lu Qingdu and Li Wan'er temporarily moved to a small town at the foot of the mountain, but they would go up the mountain every day to pay their respects to the master.

"Qingzi is devoted to Taoism, and Qingdu is already married. It seems that it would be most appropriate for Qingxing to take over as the abbot of Zuowang Temple in the future."

After the New Year, the Huashan Sword Contest in June was getting closer and closer. In addition to instructing his disciples, Zhao Zhijing began to plan how to arrange the affairs of the temple after he left.

"Those who want to concentrate on cultivating the Tao can stay on the mountain and guard the Zuowang Temple. Others will have a place to stay when they are tired from traveling outside."

"Man'er should still follow Guo'er, and Guo'er will probably go to Xiangyang to help Guo Jing and his wife defend the city. King Jinlun has been eliminated, and the remaining people will not be able to do anything. I don't think there will be any danger."

During this time, Zhao Zhijing compiled all the martial arts he knew into a book, including Xiantian Gong, Dugu Nine Swords, Tai Chi Fist and Sword, Kongming Fist, Left and Right Fighting Technique, Quanzhen Sect martial arts, and martial arts tailored for his disciples.

A special letter was prepared to state clearly that one must reach a certain level of cultivation before being able to take a test in one of the subjects, and one could only practice after passing the test.

As for the One Finger Zen, after careful consideration, I decided not to pass it on.

Amid the laughter and joy of the master and his disciples, April came in the blink of an eye. The snow on the Yunu Peak melted, the grass grew, and the birds were singing. It should have been time for the disciples to go down the mountain to continue their training.

But at this time, the news that Zhao Zhijing was going to have three sword fights with the world's top masters on Mount Huashan was already known to everyone in the martial arts world. How could the disciples miss it? Therefore, everyone chose to stay on the mountain to support their master.

As the weather gradually warmed up, more and more people from the martial arts world began to flock to Huashan. In order to witness this martial arts event with their own eyes, many people settled down in the vicinity of Huashan more than a month in advance, eagerly waiting.

"Master Zhao, how are you?"

Guan Changhong and Guan Shengnan of Changhong Escort Agency moved much faster than expected. Within a year, they had settled all the affairs of the escort agency and moved their family to Huayin to live permanently.

The happiest person was naturally Guan Man'er. In the past, it took her months or even longer to see her sister, but now she can be reunited with her sister by just going down the mountain.

"I admire Brother Guan's courage to retreat at the height of his career."

"We, the people of the Sanqin area, wish Master Zhao a great victory!"

Along with Guan Changhong came Chen Bao, a great man from Tongguan, and other prominent figures in the Three Qin martial arts world. If Zhao Zhijing could really become the best in the world, the entire Guanzhong region would be proud of him. "Hehe, Taoist Master Zhao, I heard about the three Huashan sword contests and lost my appetite. I finally got the abbot's permission and rushed here from Shaoshi Mountain overnight!"

At this time, Shaolin Temple was still closed. In order to avoid verbal disputes, Monk Wu Se deliberately covered his bald head with a square scarf and did not wear a monk's robe.

It's just that he had some fame in the green forest in his early years, and his status in Shaolin Temple is also quite high now. Many people can recognize him. Dressing like this is like covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

"Master Wu Se, I was supposed to go to Shaolin Temple to pay my respects to you, but now I have to trouble you to come to Huashan. I am so ashamed!"

Monk Wu Se was still straightforward and generous. He laughed loudly and said, "Master Zhao, what are you talking about? Such a grand event, let alone Huashan, even if it is the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, I, a monk, must go to see it!"

During these three years, many friends Zhao Zhijing made from all walks of life came to the temple. Later, the Zuwang Temple was no longer able to accommodate them, so he could only try to accommodate them in the market town at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, before June, the entire Huashan area was already very lively. Although most of the people had no chance of reaching the top of Huashan, it was good to know the result a little earlier in the morning.

"Master Zhao, Lao Lu is here!"

The Beggar Gang elder Lu Youjiao has always been the right-hand man of the gang leader Huang Rong, and he was even more dedicated when guarding Xiangyang. Now that he has arrived, it means that there is no disturbance in Xiangyang City now.

"Boss Huang is pregnant now, so it's not easy for her to move around. She will arrive in two days, so we asked Lao Lu to come first to report the news."

The fact that Guo Jing and Huang Rong have time to have a child shows that there is indeed no war in Xiangyang City.

Huang Rong should be pregnant with twins. Without the love that led to the loss of life at first sight at Fenglingdu, Guo Xiang and Guo Polu would have one less sad person in the world.

I just don't know if the Emei Sect will appear again.

"Brother Zhao, we are here on the orders of our headmaster, Brother Li, to cheer you up!"

The previous head of Quanzhen Sect, Ma Yu, was already old, so he passed the position to his junior fellow apprentice Liu Chuxuan. Liu Chuxuan took over for half a year and then passed it to his senior brother Qiu Chuji.

At this time, Qiu Chuji and others went into seclusion to practice meditation in order to take care of their senior brother Ma Yu, so they simply let Li Zhichang take over in advance and become the fifth generation head of Quanzhen Sect.

Li Zhichang had to preside over the overall situation in Chongyang Palace, so he asked Cui Zhifang to come. Although Zhao Zhijing's Zuowang Temple was already a separate sect, it still had a relationship with the Quanzhen Sect.

"Brother Cui, you have worked hard. I wonder how Master and the other uncles are doing?"

Although Zhao Zhijing had many grievances with his fellow disciples because of the disturbance in Sanqing Temple, he always had a good relationship with his fellow disciple Cui Zhifang.

The two talked about the past events in Chongyang Palace. Although it was only a short period of two or three years, they were both quite emotional.

All the friends who came to Huashan knew that the three sword fights were of great importance, so after meeting Zhao Zhijing, they did not disturb him too much, so as to give him more time to prepare for the battle.

Finally, the day came when Guo Jing and his wife went up the mountain hand in hand. After parting in Xiangyang City, everyone gathered again in Huashan.

"Master Zhao, in a few months, Guo's second child will be born. My husband and I would like to ask you to give him a name."

Zhao Zhijing knew that Guo Jing and his wife were close friends, and he knew that these words were sincere, so he said directly: "I am honored that you and your wife do not abandon me. According to my opinion, if it is a girl, we will name her Guo Xiang, and if it is a boy, we will name him Guo Polu." (End of this chapter)